chaotic world

Chapter 50

The night was relaxing and full of alcohol, he still wanted to sneak a look at Xiaobao.The nanny got up and opened the door and stepped aside. Zhou Lan bowed her head and said thank you, and then went to see the child on the bed who was sleeping with a flushed face.

Xiaobao is more than two years old, and he is taller than other children of the same age. It may be that Zhou Lan is particularly willing to spend money on him. He can buy delicious and fun ones, and he can speak clearly.

The nostrils fluttered slightly, and the two chubby little hands were raised by the pillow, sleeping quite comfortably. Zhou Lan stared intently for a long time, and couldn't help kissing the little cheek.

Maybe it's because he's still smelling cold, maybe it's because the smell of alcohol is too strong, Xiaobao rubbed his nose and eyes with his small fleshy fist in a fretful manner, opened his eyes, saw the person coming, yawned and called out tenderly He said: "Dad!" Then he stretched out his arms like lotus root joints.

Zhou Lan even hugged the child with the quilt, and pressed her face tightly: "Does Xiaobao miss Dad?"

"Think about it," Xiaobao hugged his neck sleepily, and opened his eyes to look behind him, looking around, and said very dissatisfied: "Father, where is my father?"

As if he had been shot in the back, Zhou Lan froze. After a long time, he opened his mouth slowly: "Your father is on a long journey, and he will be there for a long time."

"My father hasn't come to play with me for a long time, does he not want me anymore?" Xiaobao grumbled angrily.

"How could it be?" Zhou Lan took a peek at the old mothers behind him. Obviously, these people did not dare to talk to the children. He comforted softly: "Xiaobao will be able to see his father when he grows up, so how are you?" Eat well and grow up quickly, you know?"

Little Treasure nodded half understanding.

Zhou Lan really still suffered from insomnia all night, sleeping under the quilt with his head covered, he felt chills intermittently, and was about to see Du Yunhai.

Did you tell him that I killed your father, and your brother killed him for revenge? Is that what you mean?

I'm going to die sooner or later.

What about the sea of ​​clouds?Yunfeng is gone, and Yunhai will be destroyed in my hands in this life?

Du Yunhai is already a second-year college student, and he studied pre-medicine according to his hobbies.

Nankai University is not easy to take the exam, but luckily he did well in his studies, and his two older brothers left him a lot of money, so he doesn't have to worry about anything except his studies.

Knowing that he wanted to take the pre-med exam the year before last, Zhou Lan secretly entrusted Lu Baichen to make a donation to the school in the name of a bank. Of course, all the money was paid by Zhou Lan. The school received the donation and naturally took care of the enrollment of some students.

The dormitory was too cold in winter, so he always took advantage of the weekend to go home and have a look. This Tuesday, his family called and said that there was someone from outside the gate, and they wanted to see him.

He returned to his home in the Belgian Concession, first said hello to his aunt, and then went to the guest room to meet the guests from outside Guan.He had never seen that guest before, he was about the same age as him, short-haired, and felt quite dark when he saw him suddenly. He introduced himself first, and the man just stared into his eyes silently. After the introduction, the man smiled brightly, with neat and white teeth, and only then did he have a bit of youthful vigor.

Taking a step forward, he stretched out his hand heartily, and said, "Hello, my name is He Si."

Du Yunhai led He Si to the living room. Usually there are not many guests at home, the living room is rarely used, and Shumei is hardworking, so the living room was so orderly and strict that the two of them became cautious.

After all, Yunhai is a stupid student, he entered the living room and sat down by himself, and then remembered to be humble to the guests, and hurriedly raised his hand to call Mr. He, you are welcome.

There is a large open-air balcony outside the living room, and the light is very good. Only then can Du Yunhai see this Mr. He clearly. The black is a bit dark, but he is tall and strong. Love to laugh, in college, the sports committee member of their department can also compare.

"Just call me He Si, no one has ever called me Mr." He Si sat down and looked around, there was no trace of Zhou Lan.He went straight to explain why he wanted to take Uncle Dumb and Du Yunhai outside the pass.

"Then do you mean that the Japanese are cooperative or hostile to Brother Mu An? Why did we enter the customs quietly?"

"It's a long story," He Si was very cautious. In fact, he didn't know why Zhou Lan took the risk to get the two men in his family into the pass, and before he came, he gave He Si a handwritten letter. , Let him go straight to the house.

Zhou Lan refused to call Guan Nei first.

He Si reckoned that Zhou Lan should be suspecting that his phone was being tapped.

Du Yunhai said that the newspaper said that Zhou Lan had colluded with the Japanese, but he didn't believe it, his brother Mu'an was not that kind of foolish person, and besides, his own brother was with brother Mu'an, so it was impossible to see him acting stupid.

"Money is always endless, and besides, my family is not short of money now." Du Yunhai said cheerfully, he was full of confidence, "Anyway, I don't believe what the newspapers say, my brother Mu'an is a dutiful son, My mother is still in Tianjin Wei, so he will not give his life to the Japanese outside the customs, don't you think?"

Du Yunhai is a National People's Congress, but he lacks experience and understands the problem simply. When he asked such a straightforward question, He Si nodded subconsciously.

"That's what you said, but the matter is very complicated, and I won't be able to explain it clearly for a while. It's better to let the head of the group talk to you in person outside the pass."

As soon as Du Yunhai clapped his hands, he was right. Ask Mu An in person and he will understand. He immediately ran to the corner to call the school and asked the professor for leave, saying that someone in the family was sick and had to take care of him for a few days.

He Si never formally went to school. During those years of wandering, he squatted outside the window of a private school and learned some characters. Later, when he came to Fengtian, he was rich.It's not that he doesn't want to be good, he really doesn't have that condition.

He didn't know what the professor was on the phone, but he thought it might be a creature more powerful than Mr. Private School, so he secretly admired it, and by the way, even Du Yunhai was envious.

This is Du Yunfeng's younger brother.

He was lost in thought, and he didn't notice the person beside him.

Shumei poured two cups of tea and brought them over.In fact, she didn't need to do these tasks at all. Her status in the family was only worse than that of the old lady. She only needed to make the old lady happy and serve her comfortably. No one asked her to do the servant's work.

She really wants to hear what outsiders say. She doesn't know what happened to her young master. She doesn't understand men's affairs, but occasionally she hears people talking about Zhou Lan being a traitor. She doesn't understand the traitor, and she doesn't care, she's just afraid that something will happen to her young master.

He Si waited for the call over there, and leaned back, just touching the teacup brought over, the tea splashed on his sleeve, and He Si hid.

While looking up, Shumei kept saying sorry, and took out her handkerchief to sweep his clothes. He Si knew that they were all from Zhou Lan's family, so she didn't have a temper.

Du Yunhai hung up the phone in a hurry, then returned to the sofa, ignored He Si, and comforted Shumei alone: ​​"Sister-in-law, it's okay, they are all under Brother Mu An's subordinates, not outsiders."

Shumei nodded embarrassingly, refilled her teacup before walking away with her head down.

"She is?" He Si felt impolite, but still couldn't help talking, "Yunfeng's?"

"Ah?" Du Yunhai laughed that he misunderstood, and it was an oolong, "It's not from my brother's house, but from my brother Mu'an's room. It's been several years and I haven't officially entered the door, but that's the way it is, sooner or later Yes, I always call her little sister-in-law."

Before leaving Tianjin that night, Du Yunhai went to the house in the British Concession again. Because he was in a hurry to set off, he took Uncle Dumb and He Si with him. Anyway, the train station was also in the British Concession.

It was winter, and Du Yunhai hadn't been to that house for a long time. In summer, he often brought his classmates to the house for swimming parties. It was rare to come here in winter, but the servants in that house were still there, and they were still popular, maintaining the Even though it has just snowed heavily, the yard is tidy.

After entering the luxurious courtyard, He Si realized that this was the real home of Zhou Lan and Du Yunfeng. When he was waiting in the living room, he saw the piano in the corner, covered with thick dark green and red velvet, and the ashtray next to it. The cigarettes haven't been opened yet, they are all Zhou Lan's favorite brands.

Uncle Dumb was figuring out something with the workers in the garden, and He Si went up to the second floor without panicking. The corridor on the second floor was lit, and the door at the end was open, shining bright lights.

He walked over calmly, only to see Du Yunhai who was inside the door was rummaging through the wardrobe.

So he coughed softly, and when Du Yunhai turned around and saw that it was him, he scratched his head in embarrassment: "It's been a long time, right?" He continued to search, "I think, since it's dangerous to go out, you have to Be prepared, my brother has a gun here...but why can't I find it?"

He Si walked in after hearing what he said.

This is a very spacious large bedroom. Outside the European-style floor-to-ceiling windows is a spacious outdoor terrace. The vermillion floor must have been diligently waxed and maintained, giving off a dull light.Beside the pen holder of the writing desk, there is a metal photo frame, which shows the young Zhou Lan and the vigorous Du Yunfeng.

Under the desk, there was a large round carpet, a thick red and white wool carpet, more than an inch thick, very soft and springy to step on.

Du Yunhai also saw the photo, so he smiled: "My brother and my brother Mu An... are pretty good."

"I know." He Si replied, three simple words, without any emotion, but also contained several layers of meaning.

Of course he knew that in Black Eagle Mountain, when he vaguely had a crush on Zhou Lan, he knew that Du Yunfeng was following Zhou Lan - it's not a day or two since the eldest brother likes men.

The large double bed was particularly glaring.

When Du Yunfeng was around before, he was just envious, not jealous, but now that Du Yunfeng is gone, he doesn't know what evil has happened to him, probably subconsciously, it's neither stealing nor robbing, and now thinking of Zhou Lan and The way Du Yunfeng rolled together, he suddenly felt uncomfortable, feeling the blood rushing to his head.

It's not the time to think about these things, he told himself, so he forcibly interrupted these thoughts and found other things to distract his attention.

"It should be hidden in the closet." He Si judged intuitively. Based on his understanding of Zhou Lan and Du Yunfeng, the murderous weapons of these two people, such as guns and ammunition, should either be within reach or hidden by ordinary people. But the place where it is easy to take it out is definitely not a place like a closet where the door needs to be opened and rummaged.

"Under the pillow," He Si said, moving his eyes as he thought about it, "it's either stuck under the desk, or...on the top of the wardrobe."

Sure enough, Du Yunhai found two unloaded Brownings and several magazines on the top of the closet.

That night they boarded the train going north, and settled the dumb uncle first. Du Yunhai and He Si went into the private room next door. For Zhou Lan's actions, his family members must also be the focus of surveillance.

They got off the car in Xing County before dawn, which is not a strategic place, and it is easy to get through the customs because of the loose inspection. Moreover, He Si also asked his brother to take care of them there in advance, and someone would meet them when they got off the car.

Everything went smoothly. After getting off the train, guns and other taboo things were placed with a brother disguised as a flight attendant. After leaving the station, after an hour, the brother also took the gun from the freight passage without any risk. Guy things are brought out.

Then he changed cars all the way forward, and He Si knew in his heart where there were checkpoints. He did not walk so many "earth" goods for nothing.

When they approached Fengtian Dijie, they changed to two donkey carts, and an old man was pulling a cart of fermented bean paste, which was the raw material for making miso in every household, and it had a sour smell.

He Si and the others also changed into peasant outfits, and the two of them drove to the city gate in one car.

He Si was originally dark, just like a guy who cultivated the land and tanned finely. Uncle Dumb was a skinny old man. Only Du Yunhai didn't look like a worker, so he covered his head with a dirty towel and covered his face and neck. Every place that was white and clean was covered with plaster, and it looked like it was depressed.

When entering the city happens to be the time when there are the most people in the afternoon. Generally, there are many people leaving the city in the morning and many people entering the city in the afternoon. This is a good time to mix together.

The people standing guard at the gate are all Chinese, but there are always one or two Japanese soldiers behind them, who don't do it themselves, but just supervise.The people were very sleepy after lunch, the Japanese soldiers spread out on the chairs and slacked off, and the Chinese just turned a blind eye, so the old man nodded and bowed, stuffed some copper coins for the grandfathers of the soldiers, and waved his hands to let them go.

He Si was very happy and very down-to-earth. Half of the task assigned to him by the head of the group had been completed.

Just as they were thinking about it, a big truck drove up ahead, and the goods behind them were stacked so high, and the road was narrow, they could only pull the donkey cart to the side.

The movement of the car was too loud, and the Japanese were startled, and stood up sparsely.

He Si touched the rag covering the soybean embryo subconsciously, but his attention was quickly attracted by the people in the car.

The person in the co-pilot was very familiar. He took a closer look. Isn't this the little egg surnamed Song who was kidnapped by Du Yunfeng to Heiying Mountain several years ago?Earlier Xiaoman joked that the boy had a face that beckoned a bandit, and when the eldest brother went to suppress the bandits, he met him in the bandit's den and rescued him.

These things were all done by Jin Xiaoman himself, he didn't care about it, and he didn't pay attention to it. After several years, He Si felt that the outline was a little familiar at the beginning, and after thinking about it carefully, he recognized the boy back then.

The car stopped, the driver was a stranger, jumped out of the car and took out a certificate issued by the education department, with the signature of the Japanese side on it, and explained vigorously that a batch of old desks and chairs were going to be sent out of the city, and the pass certificates were all It is clearly written.

He Si stared at Song Shudong, his gaze was heavy, there was something wrong with Song Shudong, and when he looked around, he met He Si's gaze.

Neither of them spoke.

Song Shudong recognized him, but Song Shudong immediately turned his eyes away, pretending to be serious, but He Si saw that he was scared, and clenched his little fist tightly.

The Japanese officer looked at the proof, waved his hand happily, and a Japanese soldier jumped into the car.Because the tables and chairs in the back bucket lacked arms and legs, they were piled up like a hill. The Japanese soldier put on his bayonet and poked vigorously into the gaps.

He Si looked at Song Shudong, that guy was terrified, his hands were tightly clenched on both sides, and his forehead was sweating. He Si didn't like such a boy very much. He was born without the courage and blood of a man. The status of the bullied and the protected.

The Japanese soldier poked for a long time but couldn't figure it out, and it was difficult to put down all the tables and chairs tied up with ropes. If they were spread out on the ground, no one would be able to enter or exit the city gate, so in the end the Japanese waved their hands and let them go.

The car drove far away, and He Si led the donkey cart in the opposite direction, and he looked back at the big car again.

With Zhou Lan's two relatives by his side, there must be no accidents, so he endured it forcefully. He clearly felt that when the car passed by, a strange feeling rose in his heart.Having been a bandit for so many years, and working as a security guard in the army, he has a very keen intuition. At that moment, he must have caught some unusual aura.

Every Thursday is the day when the security team enters the vegetables and fruits. The workers who delivered the vegetables did not come in until dark that day. Normally, the logistics and cooking team had to watch people unload the goods, but the unprecedented security team was dispatched. When the security team dispersed , There are not a few workers who transport vegetables left.

A moment later, the security regiment headquarters.

Zhou Lan saw Uncle Dumb and Du Yunhai, he rushed down from the second floor, suddenly hugged Du Yunhai into his arms, patted the young man on the back, and softly called: "Yunhai... Yunhai..."

Du Yunhai was naturally happy to see him, he kept calling Brother Mu An, and joked that you were so skinny, you hugged me so tightly, you almost strangled me to death.

Zhou Lan hugged him for a long time, and Du Yunhai felt that Zhou Lan was too enthusiastic and felt something was wrong, so he tried to break free and asked, "Brother Mu'an, what's wrong with you?"

Only then did Zhou Lan let him go, and said with a little breathlessness, "I'm so happy to see you, it's not easy to meet." They are gone.

The dumb uncle let go of him, stroked his head, smiled, looked around, and gestured with his hands.

Yun Hai understood what it meant, and asked, "Where's my brother? Why isn't he here?"

Zhou Lan smiled in embarrassment, and turned his head to let them into the living room. He walked on his own, and said to himself: "Yunfeng... has gone to Shanghai, and the time to go may... be longer. I can't see him here, I miss you so much, and it's inconvenient for me to go back now, so I asked Squad Leader He to pick you up."

After all, he had already arrived at the living room, turned his head and nodded towards He Si.

He Si received his thanks.

When the family was reunited, he didn't want to be there, so he didn't need Zhou Lan's instructions, so he turned around and went out to order the cooking team to add a few delicious home-cooked dishes for dinner. Paste the pastry and cook fish, slip gluten, Bazhen tofu, and pick up the appetizers for dinner and make several dishes.

Zhou Lan quickly controlled her emotions and returned to normal. She asked if the family members were well, especially about his mother's health. I was relieved.

Then the family went to the restaurant, and He Si was directing the waiter to bring a bowl of porridge made of red beans into sand, and put it alone in Zhou Lan's place.The duty class said that the head of the group didn't eat much recently, so he guessed that his stomach couldn't bear it, and he would always feel better if he had some porridge before eating.

When Zhou Lan called his family to sit down, he waved to He Si who was about to go out: "Sit together."

He Si stood still, hesitating for a while, he tentatively asked: "Head, this is your family banquet, I don't want to make trouble?"

"You've worked hard too," Zhou Lan waved her hand, gesturing to the seat next to her, "Thanks to your vigilance and thoughtful arrangements along the way, you are no strangers now, sit down."

Yun Hai was an enthusiastic young man, and immediately moved out of the seat next to him: "Squad Leader He, come quickly."

He Si stopped being polite, sat down steadily, and didn't say much during the meal, listening to them chattering about family affairs, changing the dishes from time to time so that everyone could eat, Zhou Lan When he finally put down his chopsticks, he realized that He Si had quietly added another half bowl of rice to him.

"I'm full," Zhou Lan pushed away his rice bowl, "I'm very happy to see you all today, I ate quite a lot."

He Si added a spoonful of water fish and hen soup to the half bowl of rice, and put it back in front of Zhou Lan: "Eat some more, or if Uncle and Yunhai go back, the old man at home asks about your appetite, and they will help you." lie."

Uncle Mute nodded, and Yun Hai also said yes, brother Mu An's appetite is too small, they don't know how to deal with the old woman.

Zhou Lan was helpless, but smiled with a good temper, picked up the rice bowl, and ate half of the rice bowl.

He Si smiled softly beside him.

Zhou Lan was suspicious. He wasn't sure if there was anyone in the security regiment. He was extremely mysterious in doing things. Those who could do less would never do much. Although the family met happily at the regiment headquarters at night, except for a few close orderlies , No other entry or exit was allowed, and all visitors were rejected. During this period, Battalion Commander Ma Yulin came over for something, but He Si went out to prevaricate.

Battalion Commander Ma felt very good about himself. He wanted to know what the regiment leader was up to, so He Si politely smoked a cigarette with him at the door, and didn't tell him to leave or invite him in.

He said flatly that the head of the group was not feeling well, but He Si's expression was not anxious and concerned, so Ying Zhang Ma understood in his heart that the so-called illness was an excuse, farting, not serious.

On weekdays, as long as it was important military affairs, Zhou Lan would never see him. Even in the middle of the night, he would put on his clothes to see him. With Zhou Lan's desire to control, he would never allow anything that he didn't know to happen under his nose.

It seems that there are important people or things in the regiment headquarters, and He Si must know about them.Ma Changjiang felt a little angry in his heart, so he said: "The old Zhao camp has allocated ten howitzers. I have to talk to the head of this matter. Don't stop me. If you delay it until tomorrow, the cannons will be played by the soldiers." It’s ready, how can I ask for it?”

He Si smiled knowingly, then put away his smile, took the old horse's shoulders and walked a few steps aside, farther away from the guard at the door, he pinched the cigarette with his thumb and forefinger, the smoke was caught by the smoke as soon as it came out of his lips. The night wind blew away, "Just ten cannons, what a big deal, battalion commander Ma, in this cold weather, why did you bother the commander once?"

His tone is not small, the old horse is more than ten years older than him, and his official title is higher than him, but because he is not an old man from Heiying Mountain, he has never been able to be serious with him, and usually let him be more, but He Si is in the end. He was just a squad leader, and Lao Ma was also a prominent figure among the battalion commanders. Hearing He Si's relaxed tone, he was a little confused about the other party's confidence.

"Yo, fourth brother, that's a big tone!" Ma Yulin is a rough man. He didn't think highly of He Si at first, so he said something casually. As soon as the mocking tone came out, the soldiers he brought out also laughed. .

He Si was not embarrassed, he patted the other party's shoulder, and said something even more arrogant: "Old horse", as if he didn't feel anything wrong with the "fourth brother", and took advantage of the opportunity to demote Ma Ying-jeong to an old horse , "There will be new weapons coming in soon, don't stare at those small steel cannons, I will ask the regiment leader to allocate two more Maxims for you, the whole regiment only has two, and I will give you all."

After finishing speaking, he smashed out the cigarette butt with the sole of his shoe, and added an ending, saying: "Is it interesting enough? Stop making trouble and go back."

Ma Yulin couldn't figure out his way at all, and didn't know whether this guy was a virtuous minister or a sycophantic minister. Anyway, his attitude was all over the place, so he didn't take him seriously as a battalion commander. Would other small squad leaders dare?Can't kill him.

What is the concept of two maxims? If other battalion commanders know that a capable man's head can be beaten into a dog's head, he can't even exchange it for a battalion of infantry.

"Really?" Ma Yulin asked half-believingly, "If you really give us two Maxims, let me call you a fourth brother, but—" Ma's elongated tone, full of sternness, raised his eyes: "Dare to play me, don't blame me for turning my face and denying people."

He Si smiled, took a step back, turned around and walked towards the group, with a casual tone: "Okay, old horse, the fourth brother is not scared."

When He Si returned to the regiment headquarters, he changed into another look. He bowed his head beside Zhou Lan and said Ma Yulin's intentions. Rob.

"I told him to give him the two newly arrived Maxims a few days ago," He Si bent over and said in a low voice, and before Zhou Lan could reply, he explained, "I've read your account book carefully that day, Ma The battalion commander's battalion has many elite soldiers, but the weaponry is the worst among the battalions, I reckon you planned to distribute the two new ones to him."

He was right in guessing that each battalion's soldiers and weapons were equipped with combat functions. The old horse's battalion was highly mobile, and its strengths were both charge and fire support. Two machine guns were able to get twice the result with half the effort.

But no matter how correct his guess is, he has no right to make a decision. Only Zhou Lan can make the final decision on this kind of matter. Of course He Si knows this, not only knows, but also very accurate. In the end how many catties and taels, see if your thoughts are wrong.

Zhou Lan lowered her eyes slightly, and asked calmly: "Can I change what Squad Leader He decided?"

He Si looked embarrassed, and was obviously stunned for a moment, leaning closer, almost whispering: "Leader, I was just guessing, I couldn't hide my words in my heart, so I just told him first. If I do something wrong, I will explain it to Commander Ma tomorrow, and at worst I will pay you more."

Ma Yulin's violent temper doesn't even give Commander Zhao any face, who is He Si?

Uncle Dumb and Du Yunhai knew that Zhou Lan had to deal with official duties, so they kept silent. They saw He Si keeping a low profile, as if he had done something wrong. After all, Du Yunhai was innocent, so he showed sympathy.

Zhou Lan sighed softly, thinking it was not a big deal, anyway, he really wanted to give those to the old horse, and finally raised his hand and rubbed He Si's hair, showing a little comfort: "Hei Sier , Just say it, it’s no big deal. Even if you say something wrong, it’s not their turn to scold you when you’re by my side.”

He Si's hair looked stylish and soft to the touch, and Zhou Lan lost his mind for some reason. He thought of Du Yunfeng. Yunfeng's hair was so hard that he hugged it like a hedgehog.

He Si smiled, thanked his team leader, and went upstairs to prepare the guest room.He was sure that Zhou Lan had a strong outside but capable side, as long as he was close enough to him and became his own person, his heart was actually very soft.

Moreover, Zhou Lan called him Hei Sier again. He used to call him that because he was inconspicuous, but now he is also called that, and the meaning is different. There is an extra layer of trust and intimacy that is different from ordinary people.